Caribbean Musical Adventure: Part Two
We all woke up on day two with inconceivable hangovers, however “Team Manhattan” managed to peel out of bed to snag some pool-side loungers. Enter the bloodies…lots of them. In fact, we requested with each round that the deck waiter bring us a bottle of Tabasco (which we totally heart) to spice things up.Fast forward about eight hours…All slightly charred and successfully loopy, we began gearing up for the Dave Matthews show. We got all cutsied up in our sundresses and took off to catch a ferry to the secret concert location.
I’ll spare the details on how Warehouse SUCKS at planning (see Snob’s Open Letter), however we got over to the concert and immediately got in line for beer and food. The island was great…colored lights shining in the palm trees, barefoot concert-goers, a stage close enough that even from the back it was visible. Eventually, the concert started and Dave and friends opened with a fabulous rendition of Bartender…followed by an impromptu jam session entitled “Gotta Get Off The Boat,” in honor of our trek from The Maj.
Here is where things get interesting. It started to sprinkle. Then the sprinkle turned into a steady rain. Being music lovers, we brushed that off as an enhancement to the concert experience, however just when we thought it was going to let up, it came down harder. Dave cracked a great joke about how soon it would only be him with a “shaker and a mic,” but they had to eventually stop the concert because water was accumulating on the stage. Since our sundresses were soaked through and we had started to shiver, we decided to get our deflated selves back in line for the ferries back to The Maj. Alas! Another line.
Now the next hour was a long one, since the rain turned into a monsoon of biblical proportions. Picture Anderson Cooper on the coast somewhere blowing around in the tropical storm level winds and rain. That was us, only without a bright red parka to keep us warm. Yeah.
Eventually we did get back on the boat and wrung out our dresses. We were cold and exhausted, however sprang to attention once we heard Dave would be playing on the boats. We snagged fourth row seats for the Maj concert, which was amazing. Dave was joined on stage by the usual suspects, as well as Bob Weir and Trey from Phish. They started by recanting their earlier jam session by singing “Get Back On The Boat” (See a random video HERE) and continued with an hour and a half long set.The show ended at 4:30 and we were all psyched that Dave avoided a PR nightmare and was a good sport by playing into the wee hours post-monsoon. We were pretty tired from our exposure to the elements and we knew we had to save ourselves for day three…Ozomatli, Mike Doughty Band, Mofro and North Mississippi AllStars were all on the dossier and we had to be on top of our game…
posted by Lisa @ 11:34 AM
2 Comments:
I love everything about cruises except the price of alcohol. I am waiting for day 3.
That's a seriously great video clip. I just keep flashing back to how much fun it was to "finally be back on the boat." Rocking fun time....
Any luck finding the same for G. Love????
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